Nope. I am 40 something…
Although I did have someone flash me his business on a first date but I don’t think that would count.
There wasn’t a second.
It happened to me once when I was about 20. A guy pulled up in his car while I was getting the mail and said “Remember me?” Well, I did remember him, he was the kind of creepy guy I vaguely knew from grade school. I said hello, how are you doing (or whatever), and he said “Remember this?” and gestured to his lap. That’s when I realized he’d been exposing himself the whole time. I just walked away.
I guess I could have been flashed other times, and just didn’t realize it - I tend to look people in the face.
I’m 46.
What a pathetic site. Not as pathetic as the harassers mind you, but still pretty damn pathetic.
I have a few rules in life.
Never ask a question you don’t want to know the answer to.
Never dare somebody to do something you don’t want them to do.
Make sure anybody daring me to do anything is aware of the second rule.
Back To The Op
Why do these guys have to give the rest of us wandering the street in trenchcoats a bad name? When I ask directions, it’s because I’m lost! If I wanted to show you my penis I wouldn’t ask ‘Do you know which way fifth street is?’. I would ask such things as ‘Perchance, would you care to see my genitals?’ or ‘Want to see my circumcision scar? The rabbi did a really fine job!’. But when I say ‘Can you give me directions?’ it means that I am lost. The trenchcoat is not for flashing unexpecting people. It is for keeping warm, looking cool, and concealing the sword I use to fight other Immortals (there can be only one!).
Never happened to me.
When I was in college, I was in a nun’s dorm (dorms aren’t university-owned, in Spain, they’re completely private and non-college-affiliated affairs). One day the nuns who did the shopping came in and while one of them calmly went to the phone cabin, the other one fluttered about, a nervous wreck. When the one on the phone came back out she said “for Christ’s sakes, woman, cut it out, it was just a weenie! You’d never seen a dick before?”
The flustered nun hadn’t; the other one was a farmgirl and you bet she had.
3 times. Chicago, Baltimore, and Seattle.
Chicago was a very nicely built runner who apparently wanted to ‘finish off’ while watching my friend and I sunbathe. I got her to move away with me.
Baltimore was a couple of frat guys at the end of a hallway. I’m not sure if it was intended for me or my friend. I was more startled at the noise they made, so she had to tell me their dicks were out.
Seattle was the true wacko. Just plain crazy. Anyone who canoes or kayaks around the Arboretum probably knows who I’m talking about.
I’m 43, and when I was about 18 my sister and I were walking down the street. This car did a U-turn into a driveway in front of us, and a guy gets out of the passenger side, pulls his raincoat open and is wearing no pants.
No pants, no underpants, just legs from pants and shoes. Might I mention, it was kinda cold that day…
I screamed with laughter. Pointed and screamed at him “tooo small, throw it back!”
He closed his coat back up, jumped back in the car and they left, and I could hear his buddies laughing at him too.
Yup, several times–first time I was probably about six or seven and it was a friend’s dad. I was over playing at his house, he went into the bedroom where his dad was in bed to ask a question and I was in the doorway–when dad saw me there he very deliberately threw back the covers to show me his junk, eww.
Several times as a teenager because I used to hang around the American River a lot and there were some real creeps that lurked along the bike trail. One of them surprised me when I was swimming, got between me and the bank and took his pants off to wag at me. He got a big old surprise when I sicced my 120 lb shepherd dog on him. She kept him right there while I grabbed my stuff and ran.
Several years ago I was driving my van on the freeway fairly late at night when I became aware that there was a car pacing me on my left–unusual because someone on the left who catches up to you usually passes right by. I glanced over and the guy had the dome light on, had his junk out and was whacking away with a nasty smirk on his face, looking right at me. I pointed at it, started laughing and got my phone out as though I was calling the cops. He got a nervous look on and sped up so I kept pace with him, still pointing and laughing (and driving with my knee–hey, we were the only ones on the road and I was pissed. I probably would’ve welcomed sideswiping the weenie wagger by “accident”) and he sped up again. I paced him. He put on the brakes, so did I. Eventually the guy got so freaked out he braked hard to get behind me and take an exit. I was hoping he’d hit a guardrail but he didn’t. Oh well.
Friend of mine had a similar experience while sitting waiting for a bus–guy drove up whacking away and staring at her.
WTF is up with these retards, anyway?
What’s odd is that none of these encounters seems to have has resulted in a relationship with the perv, which is probably what the maroons who do this think will happen, right- you’ll be so enamored with his weiner that you’ll ask for his phone number or something? You never hear someone tell of how they met their mate- he flashed me in a Denny’s parking lot 
Hi everyone I just wanted to tell someone about the man I saw last night on my way home from work. I work at a fast food restaurant here in Memphis Tennessee, I got off work at 2 am and was driving home I live in the countrywood subdivision in Cordova and as I turned on Rockcreek Parkway off of hwy 64, I had just gone alittle ways down, and I saw his bare ass shining in my head lights, I slowed down and looked at him he had long hair pulled back in a pony tail, and he had a tattoo across the small of his back like where I have my tramp stamp. only his was much bigger and went down to the top of his ass crack when he saw that I was looking at him he turned on Hampton Court and tried to run but he was bare foot and stepped on something and stopped running I got a really good look at him, LOL and if I ever see him I will know him. he did have a cute ass and I wish I had my camera with me. I will make sure I do from now on … LOL and by the way he also had a red lip print tattoo on his right butt cheek so he will be easy to Identify,: with those two tattoos and his ponytail. I hope I see him again LOL I guess at 2 am he didn’t think anyone would catch him going for a walk in the nude… LOL it was so funny !!! 
Oh, fer fucks’ sake.
Woman, 57
Twice
Once when I was about 16 and a man in a car asked for directions. I looked down and saw he had no pants on and turned to walk away. Surprisingly, he apologized to me.
(Actually he may have thought I was somebody else. When I was a teen there was another girl in my neighborhood who was extremely ‘friendly’ so to speak. Quite often we were mistaken for one another, even our parents couldn’t tell us apart from across the street. I have no idea why because other than similar hair color we looked nothing alike.)
Another time when a friend and I were out hiking, some guy on the trail decided to let it all hang out.